Somewhere in the dark ocean, dozens of galleons flying skull flags are crossing the storm, and what prompts them to take risks is a much larger fleet, more than 200 warships are biting behind the pirate fleet, that is the combined fleet of the Toledo Empire and the Republic of Sardinia, the Toledo Empire, which has just withdrawn from the Kingdom of Galicia, has officially declared war on the Night Empire, and the ambitious Toledo Empire has decided to share the big cake of the Dark Continent with its allies. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Compared to the army's successive victories, the Republic of Sardinia suffered at sea, and the pirates hired by the Night Empire constantly harassed the merchant ships and ports of the Republic of Sardinia, which seriously threatened the Sardinian Republic's maritime supply lines. After several attempts to encircle and suppress the Republic of Sardinia, all of them ended in vain, and finally after a naval encirclement fleet was wiped out by the pirates, the Sardinian people developed a detailed battle plan, and they were bound to take Francis's head.

"Left-hand rudder!speed up!!," Francis roared in the storm, he climbed the mast, and Francis looked at the huge fleet behind him, and he knew that the fish had finally taken the bait!

In the midst of the chaotic storm, Francis commanded his fleet to turn around, they have been going around in circles, and Francis has carefully prepared a great gift for his enemies!

"Are the pirates crazy?" said one of the sailors aboard the Satinia battleship, his eyes widened, he couldn't believe that the pirates would choose to charge them in the face of absolute disadvantage.

"You're killing yourself!" more sailors drew their weapons, and they couldn't wait to slit the pirates' throats.

In contrast to the high morale of the sailors, the commander-in-chief of the Combined Fleet frowned, and he allowed the storm and rain to wet his clothes, and he kept nailing himself to the deck like a nail. The commander-in-chief of the Combined Fleet looked into the distance, and he had been keeping an eye on the pirates' flagship, the Black Coral, and he knew that Francis, who had inherited the title of the great pirate von Leon's king of the North Sea, was not simple!

Visibility is extremely low in harsh conditions, which is exactly what Francis wants, he has been going around in circles with the Combined Fleet, he is going to deal with the enemy on this reef!

"Die!" Francis slashed down a sailor, who had already stepped onto the Satinian warship, which was about to become his hunting ground.

In the area with the most reefs, the pirate fleet and the combined fleet of the Republic of Sardinia and the Toledo Empire have started a series of battles, if the familiar sea conditions are geographically favorable, then this storm is the time of day, there is nothing more precious than the storm is a more precious gift, just kidding, how can pirates be afraid of the storm?!

That's the difference between outlaws and professional soldiers, pirates are more able to play to their strengths in extremely harsh storms, they are used to storms, they are used to harsher environments, they belong more here than these professional soldiers!

The reef was heavy, and the huge combined fleet was divided into multiple sections, and their huge warships could not move in this reef, and many of them were not familiar with the sea conditions here, but these shallower draft pirate ships came and went freely in this reef.

"You bastard!"

Seeing his comrade fall beside him, one of the sailors clenched his spear and stabbed Francis, but soon there were two more blood holes in his chest, and Francis only moved his fingers, and the wind blade had already penetrated the sailor's chest.

The sea eagle stood on Francis's shoulders, more mature and at the same time more aloof than he had been a decade ago, and there should have been nothing to move him any more until someone promised him rights. Francis has always had a thorn in his heart that he will never forget that night more than a decade ago. Francis has always been haunted by his father's death, and in order to avenge his father, he needs strength, stronger power.

Francis had killed all the sailors of the battleship, and the blood had already stained the deck, but he was not satisfied. Francis touched his chest, which seemed to be empty, and he had no satisfaction in anything but revenge.

'Brother, I'm sorry. Francis closed his eyes, and he didn't feel anything during the killing, until he remembered his brother, the only thing Francis regretted.

The black figure is like a grim reaper, the pirates led by Francis are frantically harvesting the lives of the sailors, and in such sea conditions, the huge ships are useless, and the combined fleet, which has an absolute superiority in numbers, has no room to play at all.

So much so that later, the emperor of the Toledo Empire said, "My fleet is not fighting pirates, my fleet is fighting reefs."

The words of the Emperor of Toledo are the most realistic portrayal of this naval battle, in which the combined fleet trapped on the reef is locked in a bitter battle, and Francis also prepares a secret weapon for his enemies - black fire.

The viscous black liquid was splashed on the battleships of the Combined Fleet, and soon a raging fire ignited in the storm, and the Sardinians and Torredos wanted to extinguish it with seawater, but the result was in vain, the flames in the narrow sea area of the thieves became stronger and stronger by the storm, and one battleship after another was ignited, but the Combined Fleet was slow to move in the reef due to the size of its own warships, and the Combined Fleet wanted to disperse, but it had already lost the opportunity.

The pirate ship blocked the exit with itself, and Francis was about to trap his enemies, and the fire continued to burn for a day, and the huge combined fleet was wiped out, and Francis himself lost only half of the pirate ship.

Twenty-two to one hundred and seventy-seven, an absolutely terrifying battle loss! Francis returned with 7,000 pirates against a combined fleet of 30,000 troops, and such an exaggerated record shocked the entire Western continent, and even some countries secretly sent envoys to solicit them, and Francis was in the limelight for a while.

With the escape of a small number of Combined Fleet ships, Francis's fame spread, and of course notorious, and all the pirates on the Western continent idolized Francis, and they all dreamed of one day becoming as legendary as Francis.

The title of Pirate King spread far and wide, and Francis did not respond positively, but whether Francis accepted it or not, he was considered to be a solid Pirate King.

Since von Léon, the king of the North Sea, another great pirate has been born, and there are many heroes in troubled times, does the next troubled era indicate that it is coming?

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"I need to get what I deserve. ”

Francis set foot on an island a few days later, his Black Coral broke away from the pirate fleet, and Francis arrived with only the people he trusted most.

"It's all yours. The tall dark elf ordered the chests to be opened, and they were full of shining gold.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about. Francis was expressionless, looking into the eyes of the tall dark elves.

"I know these are just giveaways, so let's treat them to my brothers. ”

The tall dark elves certainly knew what Francis wanted, and this was the condition that Francis accepted his employment.

A black book was placed in front of Francis, and Francis could no longer take his eyes off it, this is what he has always wanted, that is, he is looking for an opportunity to become stronger.

The original text of the Temple of Death, the Netherworld, is a deal between Francis and Thorsha, the prince of the Dark Elf Empire. (To be continued.) )